YOOO I Entered A Song Comp (didn’t Win) BUT I Made A Song & It’s Short N’ Sweet. My Sister Said

I want a house

Built of old wood

You can paint it any color you like

Just so long as I can live with you

BLACK DOG BLACK WOLF BLACK DOG BLACK WOLF

“my body is a prison,

an atrocity in every cell”

~

The mountain has teeth

The mountain must eat

______

The mountain has fangs

The mountain will feast

~

Malevolent or Benevolent, The Appalachian mountains seem to be an entity of their own. Not to mention the myriad of folklore & paranormal activity surrounding the vast area it covers.

~

Coolest bit,

the process that created the mountains started more than 1 billion years ago, so I can see why these mountains are to be respected (& feared)

manic nights & mirrors in the dark

Weird feelings and mirrors don’t mix well

“Left your heart in a planchette,

no peace for the undead.

I’m married to a séance,

because the veil could never fray us

~

though you never really came through,

only demons claimed to be you.

but in the end I’d get the truth,

because there’s some thing’s that only we knew”

Her husband died in the First World War, so now she’s been trying to get in touch.

I vibe w/ whatever is going on here

Garden

F U C K

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled “immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

damn these illustrations are nice

"The finest qualities of our nature, like the bloom on fruits, can be preserved only by the most delicate handling. Yet we do not treat ourselves nor one another thus tenderly.”

“Crossing fingers

Making symbols

Out of body’s”